Chapter 135 Silent terrorism

Harley’s P.O.V.

Silence!

“I asked where Carlos is,” I repeated it when no one answered me, hoping to get a reply. Honestly speaking, I meant to say it calmly, but it didn’t come out that way. A low, thunderous growl rolled out of my chest, vibrating the air, rattling the glass on the windows.

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